"The exit is just ahead."

Hank the barbarian shook his hand and pulled out the two-handed sword that was inserted into the hollow corpse's chest. The viscous black blood stained on the blade of the sword flew down smoothly, not stained even a little.

With a bang, Barbara dodged out of the flames and smoke and retreated to the back. The smoke cleared, leaving only broken bones on the ground. At least twenty skeleton warriors were killed by this dragon tail swing in one hit.

"Let's go." Ender's face was gloomy, and he stepped over the broken bones everywhere, and walked ahead in front of the crunching sound of cracked bones.

Hank crooked his mouth, touched his bald head, and followed behind with his two-handed sword. As Ende's henchman, he naturally knew that the leader was in a very bad mood at this time.

Two days ago, everyone worked together to break Duriel's seal and escape from that room. Without the magical support of Duriel, the seal was vulnerable to Tyrell's mouth, but it caused the ten-meter-tall Clay Stone Demon to lose all its magic and turn into a pile of dirt.

Barbara looked back at Lan Wu, who was following behind, and walked indifferently in front of him. Whenever he saw Vinya with Lan Wukang on his shoulder, a faint sadness flashed in his eyes.

There was a lot to lose in this battle. What touched her the most was the death of Vinya. This equally unfortunate woman had a similar experience with her. Two women who share a common language have long been unknowingly friends in life and death.

"It's a waste." Lan Wu muttered quietly, playing with the mouthparts of the Governor Riel with a gloomy expression, standing in the broken bones everywhere and patiently waiting for these undead creatures to decompose into demonic qi.

His skin was covered with runes. Ever since Tyrell had unleashed his last resort, the runes had seemed to be fixed, unlike Rodamant, who had reduced them to lines and covered his chest.

If it was just this, Lan Wu didn't take it to heart. Anyway, I don't rely on my face to eat, so it's weird. The only thing that made him depressed was the fifteen bug talismans that still swirled around him.

These little amulets swirl around the body like satellites. But these little talismans are like lost entities, they can't be touched, they can't be caught, but they can be seen.

Lan Wu was helpless. These fifteen little amulets are his biggest secret. +7 to all skills, +155% better chance of getting magic items. These two bug attributes are enough for any professional to punch demons and kick angels.

All along, I thought that both attributes were fully effective. Unexpectedly, only +155% of the magic items that work from start to finish have a better chance of getting magic items. It wasn't until I met Tyrell this time that I knew how to use these fifteen bug talismans.

These fifteen small amulets are capable of absorbing free magic. Just like a rechargeable battery, it can only work its true effect if it is full of magic. Tyrell was worthy of being an archangel, and selflessly told him how to use them.

The first way is to do it like two days ago. Throw the small amulet into the body of an independent golem such as the Clay Stone Demon, and use the vast magic power contained in the small amulet to bless it. The end result is a clay stone demon transformed into an unkillable Titan standing on the ground.

The second method is to bless the equipment. Tyrrell didn't say it, but he thought it was a way for Tyrrell to use it specifically for him. He didn't know what the specific answer was, and he didn't care about it. He only knew that this method was the best way for him.

However, the problem of small amulets is complex and not so easy to solve. For example, he has already encountered his biggest problem.

Recharge the little amulet.

It had only absorbed forty percent of Dureel's magic power before it filled fifteen small talismans. That is the real Demon King, the strongest of the Hell forces after the three major demon gods. A full forty percent of the magic power is enough to destroy several archangels. The magic of these castrated demons and undead creatures that we are encountering right now...... It's just a clone of Tyrell, capable of killing thousands of them with a single finger.

It's a long way to go.

Lan Wu couldn't look back with a lot of emotion. He looked at the fifteen dim little moons circling around him, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt depressed. It's just that the charging is slow, so you have to restrain it. Well, even if it doesn't converge, at least charge it faster. With such a slow charging speed, I'm afraid that before it is fully charged, it should be grabbed and thrown onto the dissecting table for people to study.

Wisps of demonic energy escaped from the broken bones on the ground, and they were absorbed by the fifteen foodies. Lan Wu was hurt. With these fifteen more foodies, coupled with his own black hole-like physique, another superb attribute is completely wasted. From then on, the gold coins and equipment were insulated from him.

It took a lot of time for Lan Wu to absorb all the demonic qi and walk forward with a gloomy face. He played with the poisonous mouthparts, the runes on his palms glittering, and he continued to draw residual magic from the half-section.

This is another great gift left by Durrell. His own black hole-like physique can't rob those fifteen foodies. Anyway, this thing offers a lot of magic. Along the way, he easily rose one level to the twenty-first level. Calculate carefully, if the magic contained in this mouthpiece is enough, you can at least upgrade to another three levels after leaving here. Once you reach level twenty-four, most of the genres can be formed.

Hurry up all the way, hurry up all the way to absorb the demonic energy. When he caught up with Barbara, he also saw the exit of the ancient tomb.

"Hurry up." Ender saw the half of the mouthpiece in Lan Wu's hand at a glance, and his chest couldn't help but feel stuffy. He couldn't accept the fact that all the benefits of the operation had been taken away by this damned benefactor.

"My rank is low." Lan Wu sighed with emotion, which caused Ende's face to turn black, and his anger almost suffocated him to death.

It's a lot of low level. A low level can rob you of all the benefits.

"Wait until you get back to the Raven...... Hum. Ender sneered inwardly and turned his head to ignore the annoying boy.

"It's your responsibility to take care of her." Barbara ended the conversation without looking back. This is also a deal reached by both parties. The demons encountered are dealt with by the Raven, and Lanwu only needs to make sure that Vinya's body is brought back unharmed.

"Of course, I have a good reputation." Lan Wu smiled confidently. It's a good deal. The three of Barbara were all masters of at least level sixty, and it was more than enough to deal with these demons. If he had come, he would have been wandering around this tomb looking for an exit.

After all, it is the demon in the ancient tomb of Tarasya, and it has received a little support from Duriel, and the level has reached at least level 30. Even if Lu Gaoyin's professional makes a move, it will take a lot of time, not to mention that he is a rookie with only one level of all skill levels, and the main output depends on four skeletons such as Rodament.

Walking out of the steps, a wave of hot air rushed towards me. Take a sip, and my throat hurts hotly. This is the real climate of Lugoin. Staying underground during this time made him miss the outside world very much.

Lan Wu breathed in the scorching air with both nostalgia and helplessness, and looked up at the cloudless sky. The sky was blue, as pure as a crystal clear sapphire. Leaving the unbearable desert climate behind, it's perfect to set up a sun umbrella, set up a table, and be chilled with sweet juices to immerse yourself in this pure world.

And Barbara's three were not in a good mood.

All three of them already knew that this was Warlock's Canyon, home to the seven ancient tombs of Talasha. The climate here is no different from that of Lugoin. But it's a forbidden space. The demon god Bal broke the seal and escaped, and the demon king Duriel and the demon army were summoned. It became hell, a paradise for demons.

In order to protect the safety of Rugoin, the pearl of the desert, the remnants of Hradim used ancient magic to forcibly cut the space and seal the vast canyon. It wasn't until hundreds of years ago that Jayhain was lucky enough to find a way to get in and out and open an entrance. In order to control this entrance, Jayhain of that generation gathered all the power of Lu Gaoin and opened up a special independent space.

shelter

This special space, which is separate from another space, is the Labyrinth. Without a map, anyone who enters the shelter will end up dying. And even if you escape from the shelter, you will have to go through a well-guarded royal prison. That's not all, even if you break through the royal prison, you enter another Jedi.

Palace.

For the ancient tomb of Tarasya, the ruler of Lugoin can not be said to be unkind. Whether it is a shelter or a royal prison, it is a means to protect the ancient ruins of Warlock Canyon from being infiltrated by outsiders. If you want to invade from the outside, you must first pass through the palace of Jerhain.

Barbara's trio is a daring artist, but she's not an idiot either. Lu Gaoyin really can't help the dark crow, but it doesn't mean that Lu Gaoyin doesn't have a master. Otherwise, the Raven would have taken over Rugoin and become the new ruler.

The normal route will definitely not be followed.

"Barbara, which direction is the teleportation array?" Ender asked stiffly, without even glancing at Barbara. He was utterly disappointed in this wife. How could he not see that this woman who didn't love him was always defending that stinky boy. If it weren't for the fact that the age difference between the two was too great, he would even wonder if the two had a special relationship.

"I don't know." Barbara shook her head indifferently, also not giving Ender a good look.

"Wherever it is, just kill it all the way." Hank spat into his palm and rubbed it vigorously. Violently crushed or something, the most loving.

Lan Wu was in a good mood all of a sudden. This one got thirty-two likes. Wilting is wilting. It's rare to have three free power hitters. The longer you stay here, the more demonic energy the little amulet absorbs. It would be even better if it could be filled with fifteen small amulets.

At Hank's insistence, the demons in Warlock's Canyon were completely overwhelmed with blood mold. This canyon is a separate space, and the demonic energy contained in it is limited. Durel descended on the tombs of Tarasia, but did not benefit them. In the face of three killing gods who were in a bad mood, it was really devastating, crushing all the way.

For ten days, under the violent crushing of the trio of dark crows, most of the demon races in the Warlock Canyon were swept away. On the morning of the eleventh day, Lan Wu smacked his lips unfinished, feeling very regretful in his heart.

The teleportation array has arrived. (To be continued.) )